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It’s Been a Year Since I Didn’t Become a Better Person
Sometimes I want to go back in time and punch myself in the face.
My New Year’s resolution is to not make resolutions. I despise them because they add stress to my life. They’re supposed to make me a better person. What’s wrong with the way I already am? I really like me. I’m a fun, caring, analytical when needed, good listening, loyal, and damn hilarious human! Sure, there are days when I look like I’ve been rode hard and put away wet too many times, but I can live with that.
Am I perfect? Oh, hell no! But dwelling on faults will drag you down. Resolutions put a lot of pressure on us. For example, going to the gym for exercise is a great way to be healthy, but why aren’t you doing it now? Besides, if you join a gym in, say April, then stop going in July, nobody is going to judge you as a failure. You won’t be judged because you’re certainly not going to announce your membership on social media.
You’re going to stop smoking? First of all, God bless you for trying. If you succeed, I’ll be jealous. My doctor asked me if I ever thought about quitting smoking. I told him that I think about it every day, and I’m very good at it. My problem is staying quit. I’ll eventually get it right, but don’t expect me to wait until January 1 to start quitting. When I quit, it’ll be on my time frame. or on the day I…
